Chapter 734: A Boy Was Born

"Does it still hurt? If it still hurts, let's go to the hospital." He Xiyan nervously put her hand on Chen Jiahang's forehead again, and then gently patted his forehead.

Now she would rather be sick than him.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It only hurt for a while. Yanyan, don't worry, I'm in good health, as strong as a bull." Chen Jiahang said with a smile.

Seeing Yanyan caring about him like this, he felt indescribable warmth in his heart, just like eating honey.

He Xiyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy, at this time, can still joke.

But seeing that he became normal, the tight string in her heart finally relaxed.

She picked up the ginger tea she had just brewed and handed it to Chen Jiahang, watching him drink it mouthful by mouthful.

Then she lifted the quilt and covered him.

"Jiahang, you have a good rest. If you feel uncomfortable, we will go to the hospital at night." He Xiyan said with concern. In fact, she was still worried, because she didn't understand why Jiahang, who had always been in good physical condition, suddenly had a headache.

Could it be that seeing uncomfortable movie scenes would give people headaches?

This is not normal.

Chen Jiahang nodded, and at this time he stretched out one hand again, tightly holding He Xiyan beside the bed.

He Xiyan also let him hold her hand. If he didn't sleep, she would stay by his bedside. As long as he was healthy.

He was her only relative now, and she hoped that they could be well and healthy, and make life at home better and better together.

She didn't want to think too much now, and she didn't want to know her past and her memories. She just wanted to live in the present.

Although the man in front of him was silly, he knew that he was very good to him, and in his world, there was only himself.

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Night City, the same time.

In an operating room of a tertiary hospital, Han Xue, who had just completed a caesarean section, was pushed out of the operating room, and at the same time, a newborn baby was carried out.

There was only one woman waiting at the door of the operating room, Han Xue's mother Han Qing.

Unlike other women giving birth, there were a bunch of family members waiting at the door.

At this time, the door of the operating room was very deserted.

Han Qing was so excited that she ran straight to her little nephew.

"Congratulations, it's a boy, born at 10:35, weighing 6.7 jin." The doctor holding the child said with a smile.

Han Qing was so excited that she forgot to say thank you.

She reached out and touched the child's red face, and then said excitedly: "It's a boy, it's a boy."

Han Qing said it twice, and at this time she seemed to have forgotten that her daughter Han Xue had just come out of the operating room.

Han Xue was pushed out by two doctors. She had just finished the operation and was still under anesthesia. She couldn't even move her toes.

She clenched her hands tightly, and only the doctor noticed the tears flowing from her eyes.

Because no one cared about her, no one cared about her, the child's father did not appear at the door of the operating room, and even her own mother only cared about whether she gave birth to a boy.

She bit her pale lips. Because she was weak after the operation, she almost didn't have the strength to speak.

She actually wanted him to be here. Although he ignored her during her pregnancy, she thought he would always care about the child.

She didn't expect him to be so cold.